Somehow I’ve come to believe that without faith, there is no life. I remember when I was 4 years old on my tri-cycle in sunny San Diego, California. Doing what typical 4year olds do, but not for your typical 4 year old reason. I found myself making a grown man decision to leave the prison…

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Written by elbert wren iv

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